How many adults are not adults?

Since the target has chosen the horizon, all that is left to the world is the back.

We don’t truly become adults until our parents die. That is the deepest and most inexplicable pain in life. After everything was taken care of, we pretended to be adults' poise and maturity and returned to our daily routine, as if it were the same as before. However, the endless sadness does not disappear, it just sinks deep into the heart, waiting for an opportunity to take advantage of every unsuspecting emptiness. We think that as long as we turn around and keep moving forward, the scars will disappear, but no matter how far we go, we can't escape ourselves. When loss becomes a reality, only by facing it squarely, accepting it, and comforting it can we transcend this tremendous sadness and regain our lives completely. That last goodbye is when we accompany ourselves and truly welcome the beginning of adulthood.

I know that we will never be as close as we used to be. I don't know how the gap between us came about. I didn't do anything wrong, and neither did you. We just grew up.